Pants, Fire, and Neighbors (Garden/Heart – Pt 4)
The story resumes.
I am on the offensive with a raised syringe, Norman Bates style, questioning a woman in white.
And finishes with a wardrobe malfunction.
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The story resumes.
I am on the offensive with a raised syringe, Norman Bates style, questioning a woman in white.
And finishes with a wardrobe malfunction.
[…]
It’s the new year, and off I went to see my sister in Chicago. I thought things were off to an auspicious start. I was PRE-TSA checked. But still, they unpacked my carry-on, waded through my underwear, and looked at me with a slatted eye. People watched and snickered as I repacked the bright blue […]
AN EXCERPT from a short story published in the anthology, Robot Hearts. (A woman performs the Heimlich Maneuver and goes out on a date with the man she saved.) This month has been hard. My clients are doing the usual two-week ramp up before the Christmas holidays. They talk about their parties, hangovers, family brouhahas, […]
Over a decade ago, swayed by peer pressure, I tried bikini waxing for the first time. My friend warned me to go to a salon for the service. Being cheap and overestimating my smarts, I thought I would try it at home. “Do you think that’s wise?” she said. “Can’t be that difficult. They sell […]
After the year of surgeries, as I refer to 2015, I am aware from toes to fingertips of the importance of friends. They shuttle you to doctors’ offices, listen to your medication-invoked ramblings, get the tissues for you after one more painful procedure, and feed you. But I these memories are too close for me […]